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Z was pretty happy to leave his old life behind and agree to be transformed into Trent Keller's minion. He liked his new fluffy dog body. However, he never liked referring to himself as a black furred anthro canine of indeterminate breed. This led to Z sneaking onto Trent's computer and secretly posting pictures of his head trying to get opinions on what mix of breeds he was.

Z's head almost looked like a normal dog's. His adorable triangle ears and friendly green eyes weren't going to scare off anyone. He made sure to crop out his anthro body. There were a lot of good guesses but some people became obsessed. They posted diagrams of the side pictures overlayed with pictures of dog skulls.

Hearing his master's car pull into the driveway, Z quickly clears the browsing history and turns the computer off. He stands up on his digitigrade legs and stretches up to his full height of six and a half feet tall. Z walks to the front door and sits on his haunches to wait exactly like a pet would. Today was a special day for Z the minion. He has been begging Trent to recruit another minion so he wouldn't have to always be the one drained of energy when his master needs to channel magic for a spell.

Z hears two people get out of the car and walk towards the 'lair' a.k.a. the nice suburban house Trent inherited from his grandmother. He watches the doorknob turn and sees Trent's smiling face followed behind by a male teenager with lots of tattoos on his pale skin. His master was a 25 year old wizard and even though Z was 10 years older than him, Trent had Z's loyalty. Trent walks by Z holding the teenagers bag and says, "Z, this is my new minion. He doesn't want to decide on a new name until after he changes."

With a nod of the head, Z remembers what Trent told him about making a clean break from the old life. Names can be power. If no one knows your true name then they can't use your past life against you.

The teenager looks at Z sitting beside the door and pets him on the head. The teen says to Trent, "Your dog is so adorable." The teen looks down at Z's bare sheath and balls then adds, "And he's really packing something for the bitches." Trent gives a laugh. Z is used to being naked except for his black dog collar. It didn't take him long to adjust to only wearing his black fur. The magic coursing through a minion's body didn't get along with clothes.

Z wants to get a feel for this new minion, so he stays quiet and follows them while walking on all four. Trent places the bag down in the room next to Z's and leads the teenager to the designated spell casting room. Z watches quietly as Master Trent prepares to go through the same spell he cast on Z.

The teenager starts taking off his clothes to stand in the pentagram on the floor. The teenager says, "I can't get undressed with your dog staring at me like that." Trent looks over at Z and says, "Z, turn around." Wanting to annoy the tattooed teen, Z turns his back to the teen then turns his long flexible neck to look over his shoulder at him. Trent says, "Don't worry about Z. He's just doing his job." With slight irritation the teen finishes undressing and Trent explains how to do the spell.

Z admires the naked boy's mishmash of tattoos. A skull here, a dragon there, barbed wire, a devil, a few symbols, words written in a font Z couldn't read, some tribal designs on his neck. Z never had any tattoos when he was a human. He wonders if the tattoos will transfer over after he gets transformed. He decides they would probably be hidden under the fur. Then Z has a sudden thought, 'what if he has scales? How would that work?'

Once the boring part of the spell is done, the pentagram starts to glow and the teen starts to change. Black fur grows over his body. Z has a panic attack and thinks, 'What if he turns into a black dog too? I want to be the only dog in this family!' A muzzle pushes out the boy's face and whiskers grow. A short tail grows out and the teens body becomes shorter and stocky. Z's panic subsides when he realizes that the new minion isn't becoming a dog.

The teen looks at his hands as the bones reshape and change to become thicker. Trent watches with fascination at what his new minion is becoming. Z looks at the teens flopping penis as it gets pulled up into a tight little sheath. The teen pants as the transformation is complete. Trent spots the white V on the teen's chest and takes a guess, "Are you a moonbear?" Z barks a laugh and says, "Moon bears don't have moon tramp stamps."

The teenager tries to look at the white stripe above his tail and then asks Z, "You're not a normal dog are you?" Z finally stands up to tower over the now 5 foot tall teen. Z replies, "I don't know what type of dog I am. But I know what you are!" Z walks over to run a paw over the white stripe above the teen's new tail. Trent and the teen look back at the stripe. Z announces, "Isn't it obvious? He's a Tasmanian Devil!" Trent nods his head as the teen's new body features click into place for him.

The teen says, "Sweet! What will my new name be?" Z excitedly says, "Devil!" The Tasmanian Devil furrows his brow and says, "That's a bit too on the nose for my tastes. How about something less satanic?"

Trent rubs the stubble on his chin and thinks. A word pops into Trent's head and he says, "How about Thorn?" The Tasmanian Devil stops touching his teeth and pulls his finger out of his mouth. He says, "Thorn, Thorn, Thorn. I could get used to that name. I'm hungry, what's for dinner Trent?" Z winces at Thorn calling Master by his name. Trent doesn't really care.

Trent looks down at the 5 foot tall Tasmanian Devil and says, "I keep things pretty casual around the lair. I'm sure Z could find something for you in the kitchen." Trent looks at Z and says, "Give him a good dinner. I want to send him on a mission tonight." Z gives Trent a knowing smile. It was tradition for a wizard to send new minions on an assessment mission to steal something from Stephanie's library.

Thorn gives his furry balls a scratch and says, "These feel a lot smaller than I remember." Z snickers as he leads Thorn to the kitchen. Looking through the fridge, Z wishes he could just summon food and drinks like his friend Grim could. Holding up a frozen 5 pound bag of chicken tenders, Z says, "You hungry for chicken?" Thorn licks his chops and says, "Sounds great!"

Preheating the oven, Z dumps half the bag on a baking sheet. He gives it a shake to spread the pieces out and puts it in the oven. He winds the timer and then says to Thorn, "Okay, we got 20 minutes to waste." With a devious smile Z asks, "Want to explore your new body?" Thorn gives a smile back and says, "Sure." Z lifts up Thorn's arm and asks, "I was curious if your tattoos are still under your fur?" Z brushes the fur back and can see the lines on the skin.

Looking at the tattoos, Thorn says, "I spent a lot of time to get those done. It would feel like a waste if they just vanished." Z asks, "What's the point? You can't see them anymore. You going to shave off your fur to show them off?" Thorn looks at his arm and says "I wonder if i could pass for human if I shaved my body? Besides the dick, tail, and head I didn't change too much. I don't even walk on the balls of my feet like you do."

Z looks down at Thorn's plantigrade legs. Besides the fur and the claws on the toes Thorn's legs look pretty human. Thorn looks at Z's digitigrade legs and says, "That's why I thought you were just a normal dog when i first saw you." Z wraps his hand around his balls and teases, "I also remember you mentioning 'packing something for the bitches', right?" Thorn's round ears redden in embarrassment.

The two walk to the bathroom and look at themselves in the large mirror. Thorn says, "The white V across my chest is pretty cool, but I could do without the tramp stamp on my back." Z grabs Thorn's muscular butt and teases, "It really calls attention to your cute butt." Thorn enjoys the touch and Z gives the muscles a squeeze. Thorn reaches his hand back to squeeze his other buttcheek and says, "My butt doesn't feel as padded as it used to be. Did you notice how much my muscle definition has increased?"

Z looks at his slightly pudgy dog body in the mirror. He thinks to himself, 'Apparently that happens a lot with the change.' With a smirk Z says, "You might be nicer to look at, but I'm cuddly to touch." Z hugs the shorter minion from behind and presses his chin to Thorn's head. Thorn enjoys the feeling of the fur and layer of fat against him.

Z reaches his paw down and massages Thorn's sheathe. With a whisper Z says "I want to see what kind of penis you ended up with." Thorn feels himself plump up and Z finally pulls back the sheathe to reveal a 4 inch cock. With disappointment, Thorn looks in the mirror at the scene of a black anthro dog giving a handjob to an anthro Tasmanian Devil with a smallish cock.

With panic, Thorn exclaims, "What the fuck? I am a good 7 inches. Where did the rest of my cock go?" Z smoothly says, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure there is a spell that can fix it." The timer rings in the kitchen announcing dinner is ready. Z let's go of the small cock and waves a finger in the air to gather magic on it. Thorn looks curiously at Z as the dog reaches down to rub the magic on his small cock. It starts to glow red.

Thorn looks down at his glowing red cock and asks, "Is this going to make it grow longer?" With a chuckle, Z shakes his head no and says, "That was just a party trick for my entertainment." Z washes his paws off in the sink and says, "Come along, dinner is ready." Z flicks off the bathroom light as he leaves. Thorn looks at his glowing dick in the mirror as it lights up the room and gives it a few waves.

Once Thorn's erection goes down enough for him to be comfortable eating dinner, he makes his way to the kitchen table. Trent sits at the table and Z sits on the floor beside him. Not sure what kind of games Z is playing with him, Thorn just looks between the dog and human until Trent says, "Have a seat where ever you like."

With hesitation, Thorn places his hand on the back of the chair to slowly pull it out and sit down. Thorn looks at the full tray of chicken tenders in the middle of the table and asks, "Are you waiting to say grace or something?" Trent gives a casual laugh and says, "Those things will burn your tongue if you eat them while they are still hot."

Grabbing the stack of paper plates, Trent puts a few tenders on one and sets it in front of Thorn. He does the same for himself. Z looks up and whimpers. Trent pulls a tender off his plate and holds it out for Z to grab in his mouth. Z happily takes the offered tender and munches down on it. Thorn raises his hands and gives a questioning look to Trent. Trent leans forward and whispers, "He thinks it makes them taste better when he eats them this way."

Straightening up in his seat, Thorn pretends there isn't a minion, pretending to be a dog, begging for table scraps next to him. They eat the chicken as they occasionally feed Z one off their plates. Thorn asks, "Before you brought me here, you mentioned I wouldn't need to pack any clothes."

Z says, "Getting to be naked all the time is fun!" Thorn says, "I don't mind walking around the house in just my new fur, but how do we go out in public?" Z says, "Naked!"

Trent laughs at Z's enthusiasm. Thorn looks down at his furry arm and says, "Why do I have to be naked? I assumed I wouldn't need my clothes because I would change size." Trent explains to Thorn, "Being a magical creature, you need to leave your body uncovered so you can absorb magic evenly from the air around you. You could wear clothes, but you would be weak and tire out very easily. It's just easier if you adjust to wearing only your fur."

Thorn nods in understanding then says, "What about going outside? What happens when people see us?" Trent answers, "It depends on the minion. Z here just walks on all four and people assume he's a dog. But with you? I will have to make you a perception disguise so people don't realize that you are a walking talking Tasmanian Devil."

After the dinner, Trent explains to Thorn his first mission. Open a portal to the witch Stephanie's library, look for the 'Lens of Truth' artifact, watch out for guards, and get to extraction. Z has to keep a straight face during the explanation. The mission is a rigged training scenario that is hard to complete. There is nothing really at stake besides the bragging rights. Of course, Thorn wasn't told any of this.

In the summoning room, Trent holds Thorn's hand to channel enough energy to open the portal. Z watches the portal blink open and then peers through it around the library. Z places a finger up to his muzzle to gesture silence. The dog pokes his finger towards the portal then points it up to wave at the tops of the bookshelves beside the portal's opening. Thorn gets the idea that he should check the tops of the bookshelves for something.

Stepping through the Portal feels strange for Thorn. He feels the carpet under his feet and looks around the tops of the shelves. Nothing there in the dark library. Thorn looks around as he creeps past the large shelves of books and trinkets. He looks back at the portal and shrugs to Trent.

Trent points to the other side of the room and Thorn spots a roll top desk beside where Trent was pointing. Thorn walks over to it and lifts the closed top before Trent or Z could warn him. Inside the desk is a diorama of the library. Z grabs his muzzle in his paws and wonders what is going to happen. Thorn looks at the magical diorama, and notices a figure bent over in front of the miniature roll top desk.

In the dark Thorn can clearly see a white stripe across the small figure's lower back just like he has. With horror Thorn watches a blue figure slide across the miniature room up to behind the replica of himself. Thorn stands up and tries to decide if the diarama is accurate or if it was just trying to rattle him with a trick.

Not wanting to risk it, Thorn swings his arm as he quickly turns around and ends up clocking a short blue lizardman in the side of the head. The adrenaline pumping through his system magnified the punch to send the small blue lizardman tumbling sideways into an unconscious heap. Z and Trent gape at what Thorn just did to Stephanie's minion named Blue.

Thorn walks over to the blue lizard and sees that he is starting to come around from the punch. Thorn looks around while thinking of what to do next. Spotting the large chest sitting beside the rolltop desk, an idea forms in Thorns head. He easily picks up the Lizard under his arm and starts to carry him to the chest. Thorn thinks, 'If the item I am looking for isn't in it. I might as well lock this guy in there while I keep looking.'

Z and Trent are silently waving their arms trying to get Thorn's attention while not making any noise to draw any further attention from any other minions in Stephanie's mansion. Thorn carelessly flips open the latches and pops the lid open. Purple tentacles reach out to grab at Thorn and Blue.

Finally coming back to full consciousness, Blue starts yelping and squirming as he feels the slimy tentacles start to wrap around them. Thorn also struggles against the tentacles as one reaches between his legs to grab his balls. Thorn quickly pushes the lizardman against the molesting tentacles and they start accepting him as an offering. Thorn slaps his hand against the tentacle until it releases his balls.

The lid slams closed as Blue is fully pulled inside to be possibly raped. Thorn wipes the slime off his balls and starts to get an erection from thinking about what types of naughty things the tentacles are doing to the lizard. He also starts to have a little regret for throwing the little blue lizard to the monster in the chest. A red light shines in the room as the boner reignites the spell Z cast on Thorn's cock earlier.

Thorn looks over at the stunned Z and Trent. He gives a thumbs up and strokes his small cock to brighten up his improvised glowstick. The search of the library is easier as Thorn waves his glowdick around and looks in some glass cases. He spots something that matches the description of the Lens of Truth. Looking around, he grabs a random book and uses it to flip open the lid.

Satisfied that it also wasn't booby trapped, Thorn gingerly picks up the lens. He uses the lens to look at the chest he threw the lizardman in. Quiet grunts and moans start coming from the chest. With a devious smile, Thorn watches an x-ray of the chest as Blue is panting in pleasure at the tentacles rubbing over his body and penetrating his tailhole. Thorn whispers, "What kind of sex crazed genius would make a chest that does that?"

With fascination, Thorn stands in front of the chest and watches as one tentacle is rapidly jerking off the blue lizard as another forces itself deeper. A few tentacles restrain Blue's arms and legs preventing him from doing anything other than moaning in ecstasy. With a few more thrusts, the tentacles finally reach their goal and spunk shoots out of Blue's cock to be absorbed.

The chest spits the slimey exhausted Blue out and Thorn looks from the lizard to the chest. Thorn's boner couldn't be harder and he says, "I'm stealing this too." He uses his muscles to pick up one side of the 'tentacle rape box'. It slides across the carpet leaving ruts as Thorn drags it to the exit portal. He hands the lens to Trent and then drags the chest through the portal.

With amazement, Trent says, "You can't just steal shit like that!" Thorn asks, "Why not? I stole that lens for you. I wanted my own souvenir." Z looks at Thorn's glowing boner and asks, "Who you planning on putting in there?" With embarrassment, Thorn says, "That's none of your goddamn business." Thorn promptly drags the chest to his new bedroom, locks the door, and pops open the lid to climb in for a turn. Trent snaps his fingers to close the portal and hopes Stephanie isn't too angry tomorrow.

Thorn is in a world of pleasure as his secret fantasy comes true. His glowing red cock is the only light in the box as he stretches his arms and legs out. Thorn thinks, 'Of course the box is bigger on the inside. I love magic!' The purple tentacles sense his body not fighting like most victims and slow their work. They wipe their slime over his body in a slow massage. One wraps around his cock to gently stroke it. With care, another tentacle teases Thorn's tailhole with the sensual care of a lover.

Thorn lays on his back and spreads his arms and legs. He asks "Pull me tighter, please?" The tentacles loosely holding his arms and legs tighten to apply more force and stretch him out." Thorn is panting and moaning at this point as the tentacle at his butt decides to slide itself in. His hips buck and he squirms in pleasure. His cock glows brighter as he reaches his climax. The light shoots out of his dick as his charged seed erupts and hovers in the air. A tentacle scoops it away and the light disappears after traveling several meters and around a corner.

Thorn looks at where the tentacle took his seed and shivers as he wonders if he was inside the trunk or was the trunk a portal to somewhere else. The tentacle in his butt starts to wiggle around as if to say, 'Want to go again?' Thorn pulls his hands away from the tentacles loosely holding them and feels the layer of slime covering his belly. He decides he better not over do it and reaches his hand up for the lid. Several tentacles swarm under him to give him a boost to the exit.

The chest's lid opens and Thorn is gently placed on his feet. The tentacle in his butt slowly pulls out and it gives him a friendly pat as if to say, 'Feel free to stop by anytime you are in the neighborhood.' Thorn watches as the last tentacle retreats and pulls the lid closed behind it.

A layer of goo is matting Thorn's fur. He looks at himself and thinks, 'Totally worth it.' Thorn has trouble turning the doorknob with his slick hands as he exits his room to shower off. Z hears Thorn's door open and pokes his head out of his room to gape at the slime covered devil. Thorn looks at Z and asks, "Can you help spray me off?"

Trying not to judge Thorn's new personal activities, Z just gives a nod. Thorn leaves footprints to the bathroom as he walks and Z follows behind staring. Z adjusts the water temperature then gestures to the shower. remembering the footprints, Z grabs a towel and says, "I'll be right back. I'm gonna wipe up those footprints before Master slips on them." Thorn tiredly stands under the spray as the slime dissolves in the water.

Hearing Z return, Thorn peeks from behind the shower curtain as the dog removes his collar and climbs in. Thorn steps forward under the spray and closes his eyes. Z squirts some of his dog shampoo on Thorn's head and starts rubbing in circles as he goes down the back. Thorn does his chest and crotch.

Z gets to the short tail and holds the end with one hand as he slides his other along it. Thorn looks back and says, "It's so weird having a tail now." Thorn wiggles his tail in Z's hands.

Running his hand down the tail, Z says, "I have to ask. What did that tentacle box do to you?" Thorn looks over his shoulder at Z and says, "It did everything I have ever dreamed of."

Z replies "It was always your dream to get covered in goo and molested?" Thorn answers, "When you put it like that it doesn't sound very sexy. Maybe you should have a turn in it to find out?"

"The box doesn't look very big, how comfortable could it be for a big guy like me to squeeze in there?" Thorn laughs and replies, "It's bigger on the inside." Z gets down on his knees and washes the slime on Thorn's legs.

Thorn feels slightly embarrassed that the dog's muzzle is now so close to his loosened anus. Z grabs the tip of Thorns tail and slowly raises it. Thorn's tail curls between his legs. Z has his turn to laugh and says, "I know better than to try to fuck my new coworker, so you can relax. This shower is just me helping you get cleaned up after your bizarre decision to use the box you stole."

Thorn relaxes his tail to let it hang down limply. Z raises it up to Thorn's embarrassment and says, "It doesn't look like it did any permanent damage. But you sure are red. I'll let you try to wash the slime out of yourself, unless you want to wear a diaper to catch the leakage."

The Devil's ears burn red at the thought of wearing a diaper. He unhooks the hand sprayer and reaches it behind himself to attempt to wash out the slime. Z watches in amusement as Thorn attempts to balance the pain of the water jet on his tender anus with his need to clean himself off. The shower ends quickly after that.

Back in Stephanie's library, Blue is getting a stern lecture from Fang the Tiger. "What the hell were you even trying to do? All you had to do was shoot him in the back with the stun spell!" The tiger continues to berate him. Blue is on his knees cover in slime. Words are caught in his throat and he can only look up at Fang as tears mix with the slime covering his body. Ember the Red Fox finishes looking at the diorama and says, "Don't be so hard on the little guy, I'm sure he was punished enough by the box. You know Master will get off on hearing Blue's explicit report of everything the tentacles did to him."

Fang growls, "That's beside the point! He begged me for the chance to be useful around here after his old master abandoned him." Ember wipes a finger across Blue's muzzle and holds it up to her nose to smell. Blue looks up at Ember's friendly smile as she says, "It smells like lotion. I'm sure your scales will be soft as can be, after you wipe it off."

With a sadistic smile Fang says, "I say we cut off his tail, so he will have a reminder of his failure while it grows back." Ember replies, "That's a bit extreme, Fang. Master Stephanie does enjoy her minions in one piece." Blue is thankful that he's not alone with Fang right now. There is no telling if the Tiger would really do that to him if no one was watching.

Ember grabs a towel stashed beside where the chest used to sit and says, "Stand up you poor thing." With gentle care she wipes the slime off. Fang says, "He will be scrubbing the carpet clean by hand. No magic to help you." Ember pokes her finger at Blue's slit and it slides in with little effort. Blue stands still with embarrassment as she moves her finger around. Ember says, "Make sure you wash yourself out really good." She pulls the finger out and gives it a sniff. She holds the finger out to Fang and he turns his nose away.

Ember rubs the towel over Blue's feet and says, "Don't drip any goo on your way to the shower." She drapes the towel over Blue's shoulders and gives him a pat on the butt. Blue quickly scurries off to clean himself.

Once Blue has left the room Fang asks, "Why are you so nice to that blue sack of shit?" Ember bares her teeth and retorts, "Why are you so mean? He's a good person. Only a stone cold killer like you wouldn't hesitate to shoot someone in the back." Fang bares his fangs and replies, "If you want to baby him so much, then you can have him as your new trainee!" Fang turns his back and walks out of the library. Ember watches the perpetually angry tiger walk away and smiles at the chance to take someone under her wing.

The next morning, Thorn is awakened by the pleasure of something lazily pumping his cock. He enjoys the feeling for a moment before realizing where he is. He quickly opens his eyes and looks down. The chest is next to his bed and a purple tentacle is reaching out to jerk his cock. Thorn smiles at his horny friend and says, "You really know how to please a guy." The tentacle speeds up at the compliment. Thorn is quickly pushed over the edge and climaxes into the air. He watches with fascination as another tentacle catches the semen in a magic ball.

The ball of semen retracts with the tentacles. Thorn quickly grabs the slippery tentacle and says, "Wait. Don't go. I want to talk." The tentacle with the semen retracts leaving Thorn to 'talk' with the one who jerked him off. It waves in the air in front of him and Thorn asks, "What are you?" It waves in the air noncommittally. Thorn gets the idea that he should just stick with yes or no questions for now.

He tries again, "Are you causing me any harm?" It waves no. "So all you want is my seed?" It waves a yes. "Are you sentient?" It waves yes again. Thorn thinks for a moment. "Can I meet you in person?" The tentacle recoils and swirls in a circle. Finally deciding, it wraps itself around Thorn's wrist and starts pulling. Having second thoughts, Thorn isn't sure he wanted to ask that question.

The tentacle's pull starts becoming more insistent and Thorn follows it. He is half dragged in as he climbs into the box for a second time. The tentacle gently guides Thorn as he crawls into the dark. As the light from the entrance fades, he wishes he brought a flashlight. An echo of some moaning can be heard from another victim/guest. With no choice but to keep crawling through the metal air duct like corridors, Thorn continues on his way.

In Thorn's room, Z opens the door to bring some breakfast. Seeing the chest's lid open, he walks up to it and looks down in it. Z can't see the bottom, it just fades to an unnatural darkness. He calls down into the chest, "Hey Thorn, when you are done in there, I brought you breakfast." A tentacle shoots up and grabs the plate. It tips it over into the chest and hands the empty plate back." With confusion, Z carefully takes the plate back and closes the door on the way out.

The cramped corridors starts to get bigger after a several hundred meters and Thorn stands up to walk hunched over. He says to no one in particular, "I guess this is one advantage to being so short now." He runs his hands over the smoothly twisting walls and ceiling as he walks. After a few minutes, a warm light can be seen. The tentacle wrapped around his wrist lets go as Thorn heads towards the light. Reaching the open doorway fills Thorn with a sense of accomplishment.

In the middle of a large room is a 10 foot tall creature of a vaguely octopus like nature. It spots the short Tasmanian Devil and sits down on the floor to be at the same eye level. Thorn looks around the room and sees rows of shelves full of bottles containing white liquids. Thorn walks into the room and looks at the creature. It looks humanoid enough with purple arms, legs, and a head. Several tentacles stretch out of it's back to snake out a few other doorways.

Thorn says, "Uh hello? My name is Thorn, and you are?" With a deep rumble the creature says through its beak, "Kraken, but just call me Ken. Not many voluntarily climb into my boxes. You have a tentacle fetish?" Thorn answers, "I didn't know I did, until I saw what you did to that blue guy last night and couldn't help myself. You don't mind that I stole the box from that witch do you?"

With a laugh, Ken replies, "I would rather have a regular to play with than an assortment of first timers kicking and screaming the whole time." Looking around at the shelves full of bottles, Thorn asks, "What do you do with all this seed?" Ken looks around and states, "Think of me like the tooth fairy. Do you really want to know what she's doing with all those teeth?"

With a shake of his head, Thorn answers "I guess not. But where's my shiny gold coin?" Ken moves his tentacles around the room and then holds up a shiny golden ring. With unnatural speed, the tentacles pull Thorn's balls away from his body and closes the ring around them. Ken says, "There you go. It's no coin, but it's close enough. It's made of real gold." Thorn pulls at the heavy ring and looks at the lock. With reluctance, Thorn accepts the gift by saying, "Uhh, thank you? Where's the key?"

Waving his tentacles in the air, Ken exclaims excitedly, "Where indeed? I think I misplaced it in my labyrinth." With a cackle, Ken pushes Thorn backwards with his tentacles. Thorn braces himself to hit the floor but gravity reverses as he falls through a portal to be thrown up out of the chest. Thorn lands on his bed with a few bounces. A tentacle holds up a large spool of yarn and ties the end to the leg of the bed. It sets it on the floor in front of the chest and waves goodbye as the chest flips closed. With frustration, Thorn lays back on the bed and kicks his heels against the mattress.

Z hears the noise coming from Thorn's room and knocks on the door. Z doesn't wait for an answer and pokes his head in the room. He looks at the heavy golden ring around Thorn's balls. With a giggle Z says, "Nice choice of jewelry. I'm sure that ball stretcher will work it's magic in no time." Thorn pulls at it to no avail. Z asks, "Did you enjoy that breakfast I sent you?" Thorn looks around the room and says, "What breakfast?"

Z shrugs and figures the tentacle monster probably ate it. Thorn stands up from the bed and feels the gold's weight pull on his balls. He brushes past Z to the kitchen and looks around for something to satisfy his hunger. Z suggests, "I used up all the eggs to cook breakfast, maybe you would like a piece of fruit." Thorn looks around for a fruit bowl and Z says, "It's still on the tree in the backyard."

Z points to the kitchen window and Thorn sees an unnatural tree growing several types of apples and oranges. Thorn walks carefully to the back door and looks around at the surrounding houses, Z says, "Don't worry the fence is enchanted to make people believe anything they see out there is normal." Z slides open the door and walks to the tree. The old man next door is watering the plants on his back porch. He gives a friendly wave and Z waves back. He returns to the plants ignoring Z. Thorn walks up to the tree and looks at his choices. He grabs a green apple and sinks his teeth into it. With a shrug, Thorn grabs a few other things to try and walks back into the house.

Looking over at Thorn walking back inside, Z waves his arm to gather magic. He forms the image of a mango in his mind and presses his paw into the symbol carved into the tree trunk. The tree waves and grows a few extra branches with mangos on it. Looking at the brand new mangos, Z reaches up to pluck two off the tree. He looks over to the neighbor and thinks of how to get him to be the human taste tester again.

Z walks up to the fence and calls out, "Hey Mr Edward! Master said these mangos tasted amazing. Will you try one?" Before Mr Edward can reply, Z tosses the fruit to him. Mr Edward catches it and looks from it, to his neighbor's strange dog. Something seems off about him but he can't quite put his finger on it. Mr Edwards takes a big bite and chews the mango as juices run down his chin. With surprize, he says, "This tastes like a pear." Z replies, "Oh, he really likes pears. That must be why he likes it so much. See you later." With anger at his failure, Z tosses the other mango shaped pear to the back corner of the yard. Z returns to the tree to try again.

Trent watches TV in the living room as Thorn sets down a plate of fruit on the coffee table and devours it. The glint of gold catches Trent's eye and he asks, "Where did you get that from?" With a sheepish smile Thorn says, "I met the monster that is connected to the tentacle box. He gave me this as a present." Trent nods his head and figures that Thorn was going to do strange things just like Z does.

Trent grabs an apple and places a hand on Thorn's shoulder. Trent sets it on the coffee table, says a few words, and makes a chopping motion with his hand. The apple splits into half and Trent grabs it. He hands half to the amazed Thorn and takes a bite. Thorn stares at the half apple in his hand.

Not wanting to seem too amazed, Thorn says, "Great party trick, but couldn't you have just used a knife." Trent replies, "Sure, did you want to get up and get it for me?" Thorn sees the point. Looking at the apple, Thorn asks, "Teach me how to do that." Trent shrugs and replies, "It works different for minions. From what Z told me, all you have to do is grab the magic out of the air and concentrate about what you want it to do." Thorn doesn't know what to do with that information.

Remembering what Z did yesterday, Thorn reaches his hand in front of him and grabs at the air. Trent watches and asks, "You feel it?" Thorn replies I don't know what I'm trying to grab. Z staggers into the room and plops down on the floor to watch TV. Trent nudges him with his foot and says, "Show Thorn how minions grab magic." Z crawls across the carpet and lays on Thorn's feet. Z holds his hand up and waves it around. Z instructs, "Here is some magic." Thorn reaches for the empty hand and feels his fur stand up. Z lazily rubs it into Thorn's paw and yawns. From the carpet, Z explains, "That's what magic feels like." Z gives another yawn and falls asleep.

With his foot, Trent nudges Z to rouse him. Z just snores against Thorns foot. Trent narrows his eyes and says, "What have you been doing that drained you of energy?" Thorn squishes the invisible feeling in his palm and Trent instructs, "Now think of it as a blade." Thorn imagines a blade coming off the side of his hand. He mimics what Trent did and the orange squishes against the table in a puddle of juice. With annoyance Trent orders, "Lick that up before it spills onto the carpet." Thorn feels embarrassed at his screw up and his long tongue laps the sweet juice off the table. Trent says, "That was kind of an advanced spell. Just practice it and you will eventually get it." Thorn grabs the crushed orange and bites at the inner pulp.

Trent looks at the sleeping Z and says to Thorn, "He's going to be sore sleeping on the floor like that. Help me set him on the couch." Trent grab's Z's legs and Thorn grabs his armpits. They pick him up and set him on the couch. Trent raises Z's head and sits on the couch to let the dog use his leg as a pillow. Trent pets his dog's head and says, "I wouldn't have ask him to help if I knew he used up all his energy in the backyard. What did you two do out there?" Thorn shrugs and says, "He showed me the tree and I came in here."

Having lost his spot on the couch, Thorn says, "I'm going to go to my room and do some stuff." Trent smiles and says, "Have fun." Thorn looks around the kitchen and grabs a flashlight from a shelf. He walks down the hall and opens the door to his room to see the chest sitting where he left it. With a tug of the ring locked around his balls, Thorn looks at the spool of yarn left in front of the chest. Thorn opens the chest and says, "You gonna make me crawl around in your labyrinth all day?" No answer is returned.